Can We Talk About the Westashian Wedding?
I spent more time than I should feel comfortable admitting oscillating between the Instagram accounts of Kendall, Kylie, Khloe, Kourtney and, of course, Kim, over the Memorial Day weekend in anticipation that I might find a photo of the latter’s lucky numero tres wedding to self-proclaimed god, Kanye West.
If you read Man Repeller, you know that I am vaguely (fine, saliently) obsessed with Mr. West. Sometimes, this is because I point blank appreciate him (see: Oatmeal, among other mad libs), while other times it’s because he is so unapologetically himself that even if his tenets strongly disagree with my own, I feel like it’s my moral obligation to give the man credit for doing “him.”
And, I guess, for doing Kim.
Because, well, let’s consider the expansive changes from Humphries wedding #2 to this past weekend’s wedding #3. If this isn’t a #transformation what in the good name of before and after selfies is?
If we’re playing the compare and contrast game where outfitting is concerned, dress #2 was obvious in that way that enormous, princess-y wedding gowns are. And it just further sealed the nail in the coffin that is the battle between red carpet and fashion.
Coming from a girl who wore the poster child for prototypic wedding gowns cloaked by an organza motorcycle jacket plus a flower crown and multifarious gold chains on her day of matrimony, I can’t actually be one to judge, though. Fashion? I think not. Ridiculous? Ab-so-fucking-lutely. But I digress.
This Florentine event to go down in the books of pop cultural history came complete with a customized Givenchy gown which, as you’re aware from the happy blunder that was the Met Ball 2013 (and the subsequent photoshopping that all but tried to eradicate Kardashian’s murky garden of silk) could have totally gone either way. And yet, it made a strong case for the blurring of the lines between the aforementioned red carpet and fashion. She didn’t just look pretty, she looked cool.
And her slick, middle-parted hair, which maintained cascading locks that didn’t scream curling iron were a nice deviation from the funky updo + dramatically expensive headpiece of yore.
Still, what I find most interesting in this grand discernment is simply that I cared this time around. Enough to Instagram hound and write 400 words on the ceremonious event and Google-search pictures from her last wedding to lend salt to those words’ worth.
And as far as I’m concerned, this is a huge coup on the part of Kanye West.
NOW, do you have an opinion? If so, do you want to share it? If not, why not? If you don’t have an opinion at all, what are you thinking about right now? Can you tell me in emojis? Thanx.
*Editor’s Note: That is not a robot arm pointing a gun at Kris Humphries’ head. If anyone knows what it is, feel free to expound! – Charlotte